Another Chance
by Inky8Fingers
Summary: After depleating their supply of high schools and Alice's determination to get to England, the Cullens travel across the world to start a new life. T because of Emmett's future innuendos... Please read and review!
1. Prologue

**This is set in England mainly because I have no clue about the American education system, and also because England tells me he feels a little left out…**

**All this belongs to Stephanie Meyer, except characters you don't recognise a plot line that has been used by fan girls a few thousand times already.**

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**Prologue:**

**Bella;**

I hate planes, I always have. I guess, with immortality the fear of crashing and dying isn't much of a problem, but being so close to all these humans and their improper thoughts... It was obviously causing my Edward no end of trouble. Anger and disgust kept flashing subtly across his face as he stared down man after man, and the occasional woman. He was getting better at hiding it, but after living with him for almost ten years now, I was getting good at catching the fleeting emotions.

Renesmee sat in the window seat on my other side, he knees up under her chin as she stared out of the window. She'd stopped growing now and looked like a normal teenage girl, somewhere between 15 and 17. Or as normal as she could be. Her deep, warm chocolate brown eyes were narrowed just slightly in thought and she her bronze ringlets hung soft and glistening in the artificial light above her.

We obviously couldn't pass her off as our daughter anymore, so a story had been formed and papers had been forged.

We were Orphans. All seven of us. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper and my own little group. In this cover story, Renesmee -or Nessie, as everyone insisted on calling her- was Edwards 15 year old sister, Rosalie and Jasper were twins and the rest of us were of no immediate relation. Carlisle, the young, compassionate doctor and his impossibly lovable wife Esme, had taken on the challenge of fostering so many temperamental teenagers because their hearts were too big, and that was so close to the truth that we had no trouble saying it. Carlisle and Esme were our saviours. They'd taken us under their wing and never let us stray from the path of good, no matter how tempting it may have been. I'd started calling them mum and dad after three years, when I'd got over being separated from my biological parents at the time of my transformation. Nessie went to visit Charlie occasionally, but even those visits were growing father and father apart.

There was a peel of bell-like laughter behind me and I glanced over my shoulder to see Jasper ruffling Alice's hair affectionately with a happy smile on his face. I saw his lips move in a whisper against her ear, but deliberately ignored whatever he was saying, not wanting to intrude on their moment. Alice laughed again and I couldn't help but smile.

Beside them were Emmett and Rosalie, holding hands and exchanging the occasional kiss, spending most of the time with their noses pressed together, talking about something else that I wouldn't listen too. I turned my head back to the seat in front of me and glanced to my right where my 'parents' sat. Carlisle was holding Esme's hand with one of his while he held a book close to his nose with the other. He had perfect eyesight, but we all did things to make us look just that little bit more human. Esme was playing absentmindedly with their joined hands, twisting her wedding ring and then his.

I looked to the person sitting directly to my right and if my heart still beat, it would have fluttered like a bird's wings. _My _Edward. I marvelled at the fact that I could call him that. Even after 10 years of marriage I still had trouble believing that he was mine for all eternity now.

Of course, because we preferred to live in civilisation, in a fixed home, the younger we appeared the longer we could stay before someone noticed we hadn't aged. That meant high school and then more high school and then… more high school!

While there, we tended to tone down our relationship as much as possible. But Edward was still a little too protective. He heard the… inappropriate thoughts of all the guys there and had a hard time restraining from doing something that would get us discovered.

The same applied to the rest of us. Alice and jasper, and Emmett and Rosalie. To the outside world, all it appeared to be was silly teen crushes with people we could trust after troubled lives in previous homes. Pffft…

A pair of soft, caressing lips found there way to my cheek and broke my silent train of thought. I turned my head just slightly so that I could catch those perfect lips on my own. He chuckled and glanced at Nessie. Yeah, that would be a bit creepy; even thought she looked the same age as us now, it still felt wrong to make out on front of our daughter. I heard Emmett snicker behind as and sighed.

If he wasn't making bets about me, my brother was finding some way to make me embarrassed. He seemed fascinated that even though there was no blood left in me too blush, my cheeks still burned an invisible red. Sexual innuendo and crude jokes or speculations about mine and Edward's love life were his favourite tactic, though I was starting to get better at ignoring him. Now all he got from me was a steely glare.

Carlisle glanced up over the top of his book as he told us to behave, though there was a subtle smile, he was just trying to act like an normal human parent faced with a plane journey from America to England with 7 hormonal teenagers. I smiled at him and it felt good as he smiled back. My respect for Carlisle had never changed, and I still thought he was more than just amazing. His approval meant a lot to me. I remembered the first time he'd called me part of his family. I was still human, but he'd bent to kiss the top of my hot head and protected me, calling me his daughter.

Esme looked up to see what had distracted her husband from his book and grinned at me and Edward. Esme was the kindest, most loving woman I had ever met, and I knew I would be hard pressed, in the rest of my eternity, to find anyone to outdo her. She was the perfect mother I could ask for, and though the thought made me feel inexplicably guilty, I had to admit, she was better than Renee, my harebrained biological mother.

I shook my head angrily at the thought and started playing with Nessie curls to distract myself from my treacherous thoughts. My baby looked away from the window and smiled up at me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head against my chest.

I stroked her head and lent back against Edward, who wrapped his arms around the both of us. I glanced out of the window into the dark, but my eyesight never faltered as I took in the landscape that was visible. It looked like we'd be there soon, so I let my head fall back to Edward's chest and closed my eyes, savouring this moment of quiet with my family.

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**So, i know this is a little short, and there's no talking in it, but i promise it'll get better, this is just the warm up, the prologue i guess...**

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	2. Arrivals

Here's the first chapter, i hope you like it! (Sorry if it seems a bit rushed...)

Disclaimer: Read the last one!

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**Arrivals:**

**Edward;**

Admittedly I was a wreck after the journey, what with trying stare down all the men and their dirty thoughts about my wife and daughter, but I still enjoyed it.

With 4 pain-in-the-ass siblings, I never got much time to just close my eyes and memorize over and over their wonderful, unique smells.

I held Nessie's hand as we left the plane, looking more like her twin brother than her father. She grinned at me as if she'd heard my thoughts and I couldn't help but grin back.

I raced her down the steps at our fastest 'Human pace' not wanting to startle the airport staff with our impossible speed. It was a small airport, with only the one runway that was favoured mostly by the rich, the famous and business men not wanting to go through all the trouble of long cues and plebs.

The runway we stepped down on to was soft compared to feel of the plane under my feet. I quite like the almost bouncy feel of it, but already my eyes were wandering around me. There was a tall fence behind a row of well kept and tended trees that blocked the airport from view so that any passing celebrities could arrive or depart in peace with the paparazzi clicking away through the fence. I nodded appreciatively. This was quite nice; Carlisle had planned the move well.

Emmett shoved past me with a chuckle and his own brand of humour played out across his face in the form of a smug smile, disrupting me from my thoughts.

"Emmett, behave." Carlisle said sternly as he too appeared in the opening on the side of the plane, his hand gripping the briefcase slung over his shoulder he had his other arm around Esme's waist. Esme had her backpack resting weightlessly on her shoulders and her hands in her pockets. She was smiling happily at her mob of children, and it didn't seem to matter that she was barely old enough to qualify as an adult herself. She could have passed for one of us easily.

I grinned as I listened to the thoughts running riot in her mind and grinned, careful to uphold her privacy. I picked each one I liked the most out more clearly and stored it in my own memory for a later date.

_A new home, a new hope…_

_A new start... I wonder what the house is like…_

And then to my surprise and amusement she started singing 'A whole new world' from Aladdin in the back of her mind, behind the muddle of thought. A surprised laugh burst from my lips before I could stop it and I felt her eyes turn my way and I could just imagine the playful glare that settled across her brow, there was no need to turn and check.

"Don't laugh, I seemed appropriate, and it's my head!" She grumbled. She was stood at the top of the steps still, and I was by the car that was waiting almost on the other side of the runway, but I still heard her. So I turned and grinned at her, knowing she'd see me fine in the dull light of the moon.

Nessie tugged gently on my sleeve and I turned to give her my attention. "Your bag…" She said, obviously repeating something she'd obviously already said.

"Oh, thanks sweetheart." I replied, handing my bag to her so that she could drop it into the trunk of the car. I hadn't even noticed her hand slip out of mine; I was too busy teasing my mother. There was very little to go in the car, as most of our luggage would be delivered to the house directly.

Which none of us had seen.

I think Alice had, but every time I tried to read it from her she was singing very loud 60's music or translating poems into foreign languages. I let a small smile catch at the corner of my mouth as I shook my head. _Silly pixie…_ I thought affectionately.

Bella followed me and Nessie into the car, kissing the smile at the corner of my lips as she sat down, scooting over so that another person could fit it. The windows were blacked out, so no one would notice four in the back.

Jasper, my long suffering brother flopped theatrically into the car with a grin. "Do I really have to sit next this smelly little thing?" He questioned in a perfect, nasal French accent, shoving Nessie playfully. She lent against Jazz with a chuckle.

"Uncle Jasper, do I really smell funny to you?" She asked innocently, looking up at him with big eyes. I rolled my own in response. I wish she wouldn't play them like that.

Jasper just laughed and put his arm over her shoulders.

"Of course you do, ape, but I'm sure that's why we all love you so much." He tried to look as serious as possible but ended up grinning like before.

Nessie was a good influence on Jasper. Before she came along, he's still looked like he was in pain every time we walked into a room full of humans, but now, he was so at ease, it was hard to imagine him ever jumping to kill the human Bella so many years ago.

He was happy, and it was something we all noticed, because every now and again he seemed to let his feelings slip out to the rest of us, and more times than not, they were happy, not sad.

I searched the gloom outside the blackened window to see if anyone else was joining us in this car, and saw that the runway was empty of my family, there were only business men lingering on the tarmac. The others must have all got in the other car. "Alice isn't riding with us?" I asked, puzzled. Usually, wherever Jasper went, Alice followed. Jasper simply shrugged, his arm still wrapped around Nessie, holding her tight.

This got even better; it seemed they finally trusted the other not to get lost if they separated for a few minutes.

I felt the car move out across the tarmac and sighed with relief. Not long now and we'd be settling into a new home. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't even notice the empty passenger seat in the front that could have made things more comfortable.

England seemed right, so simple. I felt like I was meant to come here, it was just so… blah. I couldn't explain it. It just was.

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	3. Home

**So, here's chapter 2! I'm not getting any reviews t all for this, so it makes me wonder if anyone's reading this... **

**This is, once again, quite description based, but that's just because it's the first few chapters. I'm trying to set out as much as a setting as i can for youguys, so after a few chapters, i promise it'll get more fluffly, and action..y...**

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I felt the car begin to slow and cursed the dark windows which stopped me from seeing my new home. Waiting the car to come to a full stop was torture. So as soon as we were stationary I had flung open the car door and climbed over Edward, my foot hitting the gravel with inhuman speed. With both feet firmly on the ground I took a deep breath and let my eyes lift towards the house before me. Though, the title 'house' did not do it justice.

Castle or mansion, perhaps, but never house. Just like the where we'd lived in last up in Vancouver, just on the edge of Canada and just a stone's throw away from Seattle and own childhood town, this house was gothic, old. However compared to this place, the Vancouver house was barely a shack.

There were tall, church-like windows, some of which were filled with bright, stained glass. In fact, the whole house was church-like, with heavy oak doors with black brackets and a tower at one end. "Oh, I so bagsy that…" I said my eyes still wide with awe. Edward pressed his hand to the small of my back and chuckled. "Good, me too."

Carlisle stepped out of his own car with an enormous grin.

"Well, what do you think?" I couldn't help myself. I shot over and wrapped my arms around his waist. His laugh was deep and gravely as he dropped his briefcase to wrap his arms around me.

"Seeing as it's your first foreign home, little Bella, I felt I had to make an extra effort." I looked up at him with a grin of my own and he replied by dropping a quick kiss to my forehead and loosening his arms so I could step away.

"This is-" I couldn't find the words so I simply stopped trying. "Thanks dad." He nodded and picked his case up again. Nessie stepped out of the car behind me and grinned at the new house. "Nice." She said, surveying the house quickly and efficiently in her no-nonsense way. I laughed quietly. Nessie had known no other life than mansions and inexhaustible funds.

A took a step back and picked up her hand from where it hung limp at her side. "Care to take a look inside?"

If I thought the outside was good, that would make inside heaven, or at least someplace similar. The front door opened straight onto a marble entrance way, directly opposite a grand staircase that split into two separate stairway halfway up the huge room, that as probably about the same size as the whole ground floor of the last place. There was a cabinet near a doorway on the right that bore the weight of a large gilt mirror, in front of which was a tiny rail of hooks, already adorned with various sets of keys.

I broke away from the main group to investigate the set of double doors next to the cabinet. One was slightly open, calling tome. I let go of Nessie's hand and padded quietly over to peek through with a badly stifled gasp. Inside, was the largest, most beautiful grand piano I had ever seen. It was… like I said, beautiful. That was the only word that sprung to mind, with its ornately carved music stand, and pearly white keys. The patterns in the wood were almost hypnotic.

I glanced around the rest of the room and saw various other instruments, some in cases, some out. I could identify a cello, a violin, there was another piano in the corner, this one only a simple upright, but just as magnificent. There was a flute on the table, and a large selection of brass and woodwind instruments scattered around. The shelves looked like they contained every music book ever published, for every instrument, and I had very little doubt that that was exactly how much music there was.

Edward would love this room… I glanced at the large window overlooking the driveway and sighed wistfully at the window seat.

The perfect place to sit and read while Edward played.

I heard the person from my thoughts step into the room and I didn't need Jasper's power over emotion to feel his elation, and that in turn pleased me. I felt the rest of my family gathering behind me at the door and Rosalie's exasperated voice punctured the calm.

"Well, are you finished admiring the pretties?" I turned to glare comically at her and she returned the look. "Carlisle says we can't see the rest of the house without you two." I nodded and led Edward out of the room by his soft hand.

Carlisle himself led the way around the rest of the house. We merely glanced at the kitchen with its expensive equipment and granite worktops then moved onto the next room. All-in-all, on the ground floor there was a music room, a living room, a ballroom(A waist of space in my eyes), a dinning room, a den, complete with couches and plenty of consoles to keep Emmett and Jasper busy, a cloak room, a bathroom and of course, the great marble entrance hall.

Upstairs, (Upstairs being up the colossal, gilt railed, carpeted, fairytale staircase.) were 10 bedrooms, including the tower rooms. Esme and Carlisle would of course share a room, and while each of the 'children' would share a bedroom, they would each have room of their own, so that tied up eight of the ten rooms, leaving two spare.

As soon as Carlisle's foot hit the top step, utter chaos ensued. Edward grabbed my hand and we sprinted at vampire speed towards the staircase we guessed led to the three tower rooms, which we would of course claim for ourselves and Nessie. I heard her feet thumping rhythmically on the stairs behind me and grinned.

This happened every time we moved house. There would be a small riot between the seven of us to claim rooms, in which we would attempt not to break anything, for we knew that Esme would go into 'scary-mother' mode, and we would find a lot of privileges disappearing for sometime.

The tower consisted of three levels, each of which was a bedroom and a bathroom. Nessie got the first floor, which was so pink it made me physically twitch.

The second floor was a deep burgundy colour, with navy blue and pale ice blue furnishings. Edward claimed this one, so that left me with the top floor, and I must say, it was by far, the best of the three. The walls were a light, cheerful gold that made the room seem sunny, one of the main things I missed from my fragile human life. The curtains matched the bedcovers and were the same gold as the walls with large black velvet flowers and leaves scattered across them. The actual furnishings of the room were very dark wood, almost black. There was a four poster bed, a desk, a chest of drawers, an enormous wardrobe and a friendly looking rocking chair all in the dark wood.

I peaked suspiciously in the closet and sighed. There were about 20 white clothes covers all neatly arranged in size order, obviously Alice's doing. I had no doubt that there would be a lot more where that came from. For al I knew, the whole basement was the Cullen Wardrobe, and I wouldn't put it past my fashion crazed sister.

Edward laughed at my reaction to Alice's little gift and came up behind me, pushing my hair out of the way with his nose and kissing my neck. I turned in his grip and pressed my lips to his.

Hearing Nessie unpacking in her room two floors below, I waggled my eyebrows at Edward and took a step away.

"Care to try out my new bed?" I asked innocently, walking over and running my finger seductively across the plush cotton cover.

A heavy, chuckling mass knocked me down onto the bed and I laughed, enjoying our first moment of privacy in some time.

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	4. Settling in

**Here's something short, because I wanted to get Nessie's point of view in, but she's really hard to write in the perspective of…**

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**Nessie:**

I looked up at the ceiling from the handful of books I was placing on the shelves with a sigh. I heard mum and dad laughing and… well, I'd rather not dwell on what they were doing. For one, it made me long to hold my Jacob in my arms, and other than that, it was just creepy to think about my parents… doing it.

With another sigh, I placed the books on the shelf in height order and walked back over to my bed, which was heaped with all of my things.

For all my 10 years, I had accumulated a fair amount of trinkets. Whenever my aunts and uncles went away on their special hunting trips to Africa and Brazil and places, they always brought me back a box of things they found.

I arranged my favourites of these on a shelf, and surveyed my handy work. The blend of so many cultures seemed to almost explain my life without words. The werewolves, the vampires, the humans…

I shook my head with a smile and began to hang my photos up around the walls on conveniently placed nails. There were photos of me and dad, and me and mum and then all three of us together clustered together in one place and then dotted around were various pictures of the rest of my family. My favourite was one of all of us, even Charlie, which Sue took a few years ago. I placed this on my bedside table.

There was a squeal from above me and I groaned. With no hesitancy, I stalked two flights up the narrow spiral staircase to stand outside my mum's room.

"Mum, dad, would you please, save it 'till later?" I asked, exasperated. The movement inside stopped momentarily before Edward, my dad, opened the door bare chested. He looked impishly at me and rubbed the back of his neck, a vampire blush.

"Sorry, sweetie, we just got a little carried away is all." He bent to kiss my forehead then made shooing motions as he closed the door.

"You are so infuriating…" I muttered, turning and stomping down the stairs. I heard a chuckle behind me and scowled.

Without stopping at my bedroom door, I walked out onto the family landing and stood listening… there was a stifled grunt from Rosalie's room and I grimaced. Was that all these people thought about?!

I sprinted down the great stairs and opened the front door with little more than a flick of my strong wrist.

I stepped out onto the driveway and breathed in the scent of grass and deer. I was probably due a hunt, but my mind couldn't really focus. I put on a brave face for mum, but dad knows how hard it is for me to move on.

This would be my third home, my third chance at childhood, which of course was something I had never really experienced. I shook my head and wondered around the side of the house and onto the back lawn. It was the size of about three fields put together and made me smile. It was amazing, so alive! I watched the sun rise and guessed that I should finish unpacking my things, so I was ready to start high school –or whatever they called it here- in the morning for the first time.

I took one last look at the sun and grinned, turning and walking back into the house, hoping the rest of my family had… settled in.

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	5. Before school panic

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**Bella:**

Me, Edward and Nessie were sitting on Edward's bed when there was a soft knock at the door.

"Come in!" I called, smelling Esme's wonderful scent, a mixture of her own mouth watering smell, and a perfume from France Rosalie brought her. Her face poked round the door and she grinned.

"Time to get ready for school, you three, I put your uniforms on Nessie's bed." There was an evil glint in her eye as she said those words and an involuntary shiver ran down my spine. She walked over to the bed and kissed each of us on the forehead before stroking Nessie's hair.

"Now, I don't need to tell you to behave, but they do things differently here in England, so just listen to the teachers and try and keep your brother under control." She pleaded, reading us the usual riot act before hand. You know, the one all parents read to their children on their first day in a new place; no fighting, no throwing things, no blowing things up ect… There was no need to elaborate on which brother she was talking about. If any of us were going to get in trouble it would be Emmett.

Esme gave all three of us a final warning glance and left the room. I also gave my husband and daughter warning looks, but they just stared innocently back at me. I shook my head and stepped of the bed, sprinting down the stairs to Nessie's room and running back with mine and Edward's uniforms in protective white covers.

"I left yours on your bed, baby." I told Nessie, handing Edward is and shooing my daughter out of the room. "Go get ready, and pack your school bag." She left with a huff and I grinned at her retreating footsteps.

I lay my heavy dust cover on Edward's bed and unzipped it, my fingers twitching with anticipation. I'd never had to wear a uniform before, so when I saw what lay beneath the cover a startled laugh burst from my lips.

Inside was a royal blue, navy blue and pale yellow pinafore that ended with about three inches of pleat around the bottom. Hung on the same hanger, was a pale yellow short sleeved shirt.

I slipped out of my sweats and jumper and pulled the shirt over my shoulders, buttoning it up to one below the collar. I pulled the pinafore over my head and did the zip up under my right arm. Next, I slipped the navy-blue tie around my neck and under the collar. I quickly tied a neat knot and slipped it into my pinafore front. Then I pulled the knee high navy-blue cotton socks over my bare feet and walked to the mirror with still shaking hands.

I looked up and relaxed. It wasn't all that bad; it looked sort of cute, even if it did make me look about 11 years old. I heard a badly contained laugh behind be and turned to see Edward standing in a perfectly acceptable black suit, white shirt and a black tie with the school's coat of arms at the bottom in Yellow and blue, like the shield on my jumper. It wasn't fair that he got to looks normal. He actually looked dashing… though I wasn't going to say it out loud and let his head grow any bigger.

He sniggered again and pointed to the clock on the wall. "Well, Pipi log-stockings, time for school I do believe." I sighed and grabbed my jumper, bag and (kill me now) navy-blue beret.

We reached the bottom of the stairs at vampire speed and I knocked on Nessie's door. There was a slight shuffling sound and I heard her voice like it was right up against the door.

"Go away, I'm not going…" I sighed and imagined she would be having a few second thoughts about her uniform.

"Baby, if you let me see yours, I'll let you see mine…" I bargained, carefully opening the door, afraid of hitting her with it. I pushed it to the full extent and smiled. Her uniform was nowhere near as embarrassing as mine.

The school was separated into 5 different sections, and each had their own uniform. Nessie was in the middle school, the one below ours. She wore a simple, pleated, navy-blue skirt that came to just above her knee with a pale yellow, short sleeved shirt tucked in at the waist. She was wearing socks like mine and had a pair of black lace up ankle boots on her feet identical to the ones in my hand.

"Oh, Nessie, it's not that bad!" I gathered her into my arms and i stroked her hair.

I heard Edward's silent laugh and turned both of us around so that Nessie had her back to him and I could glare successfully.

"If you haven't got anything nice to say, go pester your brothers." I declared, sticking up for my baby girl. I felt her nod against my chest and gave my husband a pointed glare. He put his hands up in surrender and walked forward to pick up Nessie's beret.

He carefully positioned it so that her fringe still hung to one side of her face and the rest of the material flopped to one side.

"There, now, you look like a fashion model, straight from the Paris catwalks." He grinned and Nessie let go of me to glance in the mirror. I could see her relax at his compliment and I smiled my agreement. Nessie finally nodded and picked up her blue blazer and school bag. She took a deep breath and walked towards her door.

"Ok, let's do this."

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**I'd just like you to know, that this is the exact same uniform I suffered for many years before I got kicked out of private education… For your own sanity, stay in public school!!**

**I had to go through Pre-school, Infant school, junior school and then 2 years in the middle school sector and 1 in senior sector, which is what the other Cullen kids (Bella and Edward are examples of that uniform) are.**

**Next chapter should hopefully herald the arrival of a certain character!!**

**Plus I really want to try and write my music room in again… *Sigh* I wish my music room at home was like that…**

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